Dear Mr. President — John C. Reilly

Dear Mr. President, I want you to know, I am deeper than you, Listen and learn, My heart is a chapel, My head is a steeple, My arms are the people, And the people now yearn.

I stand for the midget, I stand for the Negro, I stand for the Injun, all hopped up on booze, I stand for the Jap, And I stand for the beaner, I stand, yes I do, For the Christ-Killin' Jew.

And I stand for the dyke, And I stand for the retard, I stand for the Chinaman, Washing my socks, I stand for the bum, And the pimp, and the bugger, And the cripple that lives, On my street in a box.

To conclude, Mr. President, I'm not at all hesitant, To tell you I think, The first lady's a fox, Her husband, the jerk off, Has ruined my country, That's all for today, Sincerely, D. Cox.